The villain who travels through the book, this time the heroine has her own system?

Chapter 718

Immediately.

The stall owner laughed in his heart.

He had an impression of this copy of "The Memorial to the Emperor on the Expedition to the Emperor", which was a high-quality imitation copybook.

It was not surprising that Lin Chuan chose this copybook.

Although Lin Chuan had just cut off his financial resources, the stall owner actually preferred that Lin Chuan had just seen the copy of "Song of White Snow to Send Judge Wu Back to the Capital", or had used something like image recognition software to happen to know that it was a fake.

As for really knowing how to appraise treasures, the stall owner would not believe that Lin Chuan really had such a high level of attainment in antiques.

"Yes!"

Lin Chuan confirmed: "This is it!"

"Okay!"

The stall owner nodded.

"How much!?"

Lin Chuan continued to ask.

"Let me think about it!"

The stall owner began to calculate what price to give Lin Chuan.

First of all.

This price must not be too high.

The rich second generation in front of him was obviously not stupid. If he quoted too high, the business would probably fail. It would not be so easy to find this big enemy next time.

But if it was too low.

Then he would not make any profit. This calligraphy was a high imitation and the purchase price was also high.

After thinking about it.

He stretched out a hand and smiled: "One price, fifty thousand!"

"Fifty thousand!?"

"This old Li is ripping customers off again, right!"

"The calligraphy just now was nine dollars and ninety-nine, and this copy of "Qian Chu Shi Biao" is at most ninety-nine. This is because the quality of the scroll is good, otherwise I would not even want it if it was given to me!"

"I hope this young man will not be fooled!"

"Or?"

As if he did not hear the discussions around him, the stall owner looked at Lin Chuan and urged: "Little brother, do you want to give me a definite answer? If you don't want it, don't stop me from closing the stall and going home!"

"Yes!"

Lin Chuan nodded decisively.

"What?"

The stall owner was a little surprised.

Originally.

He had already prepared for Lin Chuan to bargain. The so-called "no bargaining" was just a bluff to Lin Chuan. Who would have thought that Lin Chuan would really not bargain.

"I said I want it!" Lin Chuan said.

"Smooth!"

The stall owner laughed, fearing an accident, and took out his mobile phone, saying: "Come on, one hand pays the money and the other hand delivers the goods. Let's make it clear first. After the payment and the goods are settled, I will not be responsible!"

"Okay!"

Lin Chuan took out his mobile phone and scanned the code to pay.

[Ding]

[Account received 50,000 yuan]

As the mobile phone prompted, the stall owner smiled, and then hurriedly handed the "Qian Chu Shi Biao" to Lin Chuan, and then asked enthusiastically: "Little brother, do you have anything else you like? I'll charge you a little less."

"No need!"

Lin Chuan took the copybook and shook his head.

On the side.

The melon-eating party finally couldn't help it.

"Oh my god!"

"Although it's only 50,000, isn't this too careless!?"

"This painting is so new, it's a high-end imitation of a craft, how can it be worth 50,000? I think it's more than 500!"

"That's right!"

"This young man is really too careless!"

"I don't understand this operation!"

The passers-by were puzzled, and the old face of the stall owner on the side was full of smiles, looking at Lin Chuan with a kind look, without the resentment that Lin Chuan had just exposed him.

After all.

Although one million flew away.

But it's still a big profit - that copy of "Qian Chu Shi Biao" was a high-end imitation he bought from a master for 5,000 yuan, and this one in and out is 45,000.

900% profit!

In addition to live streaming, even D sales don't have such a high income.

"Haha!"

"Thank you for your concern!"

Lin Chuan heard the discussion around him, smiled, raised the calligraphy in his hand, and said confidently: "Since I dare to buy it, then this thing is authentic, don't worry!"

"What?"

"Is it authentic?"

"Is there such a thing as authentic in Panjiayuan?"

"Haha, young people, they just love face! In Panjiayuan, the probability of buying authentic things is lower than buying lottery tickets!"

"Forget it, 50,000 yuan, just treat it as a lesson for young people!"

Hearing Lin Lin Chuan's words made the people around sigh, and the stall owner, who was already secretly happy, couldn't help but said, "Haha, little brother!"

"Where is this copybook!"

"It's really not the real thing!"

While saying this, the stall owner opened his mobile phone, flipped through the transaction records, and said with a smile: "I bought this from a master for 5,000 yuan. He said it was a fake, how could it be the real thing!?"

Speaking of this,

The stall owner became happier and said to Lin Chuan: "Thank you little brother for taking care of my business today!"

After saying that.

The stall owner couldn't help laughing.

Seeing this.

The people around sighed even more.

"Hmph!"

"What do you know!"

At this time, the little maid behind Lin Chuan finally couldn't help laughing.She couldn't help but walk to the stall owner, put her hands on her waist, and shouted: "My master is so powerful, how could he make a mistake!"

"Puchi!"

"This little girl, I am dying of laughter!"

"Hey!"

"Young people nowadays!"

It would have been better if Ning Wenrou didn't say it. When she said this, everyone present couldn't help laughing.

No one would take the words of this little girl seriously. After all, it is normal for young people to see their lover with a little halo.

Seeing that people around don't believe it.

The maid opened her eyes wide and gave an example: "My master made 200 million by picking up bargains at the Lingnan Antiques Fair, and that 200 million was offered by Master Shen Yunfei himself!"

"And more!"

"My master made more than 10 million on three genuine items in his first sale!"

"You don't know how powerful my master is!"

Seeing the proud maid, the people present relaxed a little, and in the crowd, several people in the Beijing antique industry were thoughtful, with a look of disbelief and shock.

They knew about the Lingnan Antiques Fair some time ago.

That's why they looked shocked.

"What!?"

"Could it be that the one before..."

"I remember now. Some time ago, at the Lingnan Antiques Fair, someone did make 200 million yuan by picking up a bargain. I heard that he picked up a stamp. Could it be..."

"Stop kidding. How could it be this young man!?"

"No!"

"I heard from the president that it seemed to be a young man!"

"This is..."

Hearing the words of these industry insiders, passers-by at the scene showed an expression of disbelief.

And the stall owner was completely confused. As an antique dealer, how could he not know Shen Yunfei?

This Master Shen.

Although he is only the president of the Lingnan Antiques Association.

But he is well-known in the antique world of Longguo. In the whole Longguo, there are no more than a handful of people who can surpass him in antique attainments and authority.

No!

This little girl must have remembered it wrong.

Or.

It was this young man who boasted in the little girl's ear, causing the little girl to remember it wrongly.

The smile on the face of the increasingly upset stall owner disappeared. He really couldn't imagine how much of an earthquake he would experience if this copy of "Qian Chu Shi Biao" was really real.

Thinking of this.

He couldn't help but continue to speak again.

"Little girl!"

"No one is perfect, and everyone makes mistakes!"

"This copybook!"

"My previous owner checked it many times, and it is indeed a replica. My previous owner is an authority in the Beijing Antique Association. Although he dare not compare with Master Shen Yunfei, he can't make a mistake."

"It is really a replica!"